Of all things in life I yearn for the state of peace
How could a feeling be so familiar before I’ve experienced it?
When I close my eyes, I know how it sounds, feels and tastes
Is peace tangible?
Maybe it’s a choice?
Is peace a reaction or a response?
Sometimes knowing I am trying my best feels like peace
Sometimes peace is just being in my own space…
Recently I’ve realised it could be being reliable to someone you love
How is peace so many things and nothing specific?
I could not tell you what it means to me but I know how it sounds, feels and tastes
As much as it varies from time to time…
It seems it is a combination of things but the most bombarding thing about it is that I have to keep working to achieve calmness
What worked yesterday won’t work tomorrow
What works tomorrow might not work in a week
The constant shift of learning and unlearning in real time… that’s what I need to figure out.
I find peace in my confidence in self
I find peace in being loved
I find peace in my art
I find peace in knowing…
I am not forsaken
I’ll just collect my moments of solace to even myself out to keep moving forward
I know I only have life in abundance.
